OK WOWers, let’s set the scene: Slayoncé drops a “Formation” world tour announcement during the Super Bowl and gives you two days to assess the things that are most important in your life in order to maintain basic human needs (while sawing off your right arm for a ticket to the show).
First things first: who didn’t get Bey tickets?
Did you log in with the pre-sale code five minutes before and sit patiently til 10:00AM sharp? Same.
It’s 10:00AM and you’re logged on now: you click for a sum of 2-4 tickets, best available, and Ticketmaster says, “Sit tight.”
Your request shows no matches. “It’s OK,” you tell yourself. Take a deep breathe, stay optimistic, and try again.
Again: your request shows no matches.
Fast-forward to an hour later as you continue to refresh the page.
Two hours later: you’re still refreshing the page (and wondering how you got to this place in your life.)
Three hours in and you’re locked out for refreshing too many times. What is the point of living?
Your four hours deep at this point and Ticket Master is treating you like a horrible ex as you sit there, ticketless.
You come to the sobering notion that you’ve wasted the majority of your work day (or funemployment on the couch) trying to nab some precious tickets and wound up with nada to show for it.
In recent years, how come it’s become SO damn hard to score tickets – even bucket seats, nonetheless, to see your favorite performer?! Long ago were the days where you could scoop up seven tickets for you and all your high school girlfriends to attend Ashlee Simpson for under forty bucks a pop. Grabbing a pair of Britney seats without having to go through a second sourced site seem like dreams of yester year.
Don’t even get me started on Adele’s SIX (sold out) shows, cuz do you think I got tickets?
How about rationalizing a Carly Rae Jepsen ticket for $88 now (when they originally were $27 including a small, additional convenience fee)?
Until scalpers/websites/capitalism takes a look in the mirror and realize fans just want to support their favorite artists and have a shared live experience with like-minded individuals in an arena-like settting – while still maintaining enough dollars in their wallet to possibly score a tee from the show, or at least a beer – I hate to say it, but I think we’re all gonna have to continue seeing this on our home screen’s unfortunately for the next bajillion concerts we won’t be attending:
This post is approved by my gif reaction to not getting tickets to Adele’s secret show at the Wiltern: